Whole

I am going against my better judgement and writing about weight loss on my blog (discussing weight loss is as taboo in my family as discussing politics and money).  Whole.  The word "whole" is the prompt and because I am on a mission to lose a few pounds (so those shorts fit a little less snug), "whole" is heavy with gastric meaning.  As in I want a whole plate of this:

Not this:

As in I could eat a whole chicken fried steak if offered with pepper white gravy.  Whole pints of ice cream devoured in the car at the age of 16 and the size of 4.  Giving up the whole for just a few bites.  Of Cookie Dough Ice Cream.  Blue Bell Homemade Vanilla.  Moose Tracks.  Growing up on unpasteurized whole milk.  Shaking the jug so the cream settled on the top mixed through-out.  Giving up whole for the skim.

So while trying to cut back on portion, the temptation of whole is always there.  Simple choices for partial, not whole.  So here we go.....

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